Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god
You can talk all that shit while yo girl give me a blow job
I'll be dealin the blow that gave you the first high/
Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why
And not a single feature except lil wayne
She gave a hundred dollars like it's gambling game!
Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
My mom gave me two selections
Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns
Gave her everything even though she liked testing my patience
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
She gave his mate the same looks that she gave to him
Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop
The principle came up and she said i did a good job,
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